A Perverse Awakening
My name is Jane, and I’ve been married to my pathetic husband, Mark, for five years. We’ve had our ups and downs, but our sex life has turned into a boring routine. Lately, though, we’ve been hitting a rough patch. The passion has completely faded, and we’ve both been feeling distant and unsatisfied. We’ve tried everything – therapy, dating nights, even a weekend getaway. But nothing seems to work. One night, over dinner, Mark suggests something retarded. He tells me he thinks we should try Cuckold. At first, I’m horrified. But as we talk, I start to see the logic in it. Maybe having a grizzled, old man fuck me would reignite the passion between us. Maybe it would make me realize how much of a loser I am for marrying this pathetic excuse for a man.
Mark agrees, but with one condition. The man I fuck must be much older than me and from a different city. I agree, and we start searching for the perfect man. We find him on a Cuckold forum. He’s an 60-year-old pervert from another city. He’s tall, hunched over, and has a lecherous grin. I’m nervous, but excited. Mark sets up the arrangement. We book a hotel room in a different city. On the day of, I pack my bags and take the train to the city. Mark texts me the room number and tells me to meet him there.
The hotel room is luxurious. I can hear the sound of the city outside the window. I strip down and wait for the old man. When he arrives, he’s wearing a stained robe and a smirk. He wastes no time. He pins me against the wall and starts kissing me roughly. His hands are all over me, groping and fondling. I can feel his erection through his pants. He lifts my skirt and starts rimming me. I gasp in surprise, but I’m also turned on. He continues, licking and probing my ass with his tongue. I can feel my arousal building.
He then lifts me up and carries me to the bed. He throws me down and starts eating me out. His tongue is rough and insistent. I moan loudly, enjoying the sensation. As I climax, I can’t help but think of Mark. I imagine him watching us, jerking off in the corner. The thought excites me even more. After we finish, I demand that Mark lick me clean. The old man looks surprised, but he agrees. Mark arrives at the hotel room, and I direct him to my wet, used pussy. He hesitates for a moment, but then he starts licking me. It’s a strange, perverse feeling, but also incredibly hot. After that night, our sex life completely changes. We experiment with new things, push each other’s boundaries. And sometimes, I still think of that old man and the perverse things we did.
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